The game's heroine has come true? The aloof school beauty is in tears.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

When a person is nearing the end of their life, people tend to be more forgiving and tolerant towards them.

So the prince disappeared from all the scenes involving gangsters.

When I started wearing a floral shirt, beach shorts, and flip-flops every day, wandering around the streets.

The underlings, upon seeing this, could only bow their heads and sigh, "Died young."

But no one will speak to them or shout "Greetings, Your Highness!" from afar.

Because Huang Zhiyu had already given the order.

You are not allowed to disturb the Crown Prince unless he initiates a conversation with you.

Even she herself no longer contacted Lu Yuan.

She didn't even know where Lu Yuan slept, because Lu Yuan never went home.

It's only when she occasionally browses social media.

You'll often spot a smiling little head making a peace sign in tourist photos.

Who wouldn't want a handsome young man to suddenly appear behind you and flash a peace sign while you're taking a landscape photo?

One of them began to be extremely busy cleaning up the gang's business and running for public office.

One who spends his days sightseeing and doing nothing.

But the two of them would meet every day at the night market stalls in Ximending.

Because no matter where you go to play during the day.

Lu Yuan sets up his stall promptly at 8 p.m. every night.

His love for takoyaki has reached a certain level.

Before starting work, I would spend half an hour on research, and successively invented "Pickled Pepper Pork Intestine Takoyaki", "Caramelized Pork Belly Takoyaki", and "Butter and Lao Gan Ma Takoyaki".

After finishing his scientific research, he would take his innovative little pills to harass betel nut beauties.

While explaining his research ideas—"Sweet and salty is a perpetual motion machine"—he offered her a small meatball in exchange for a betel nut beauty calling him "brother."

Don't ask why Huang Zhiyi knows so much.

Because she would appear at the food street every night after getting off work at eight o'clock.

She didn't talk to Lu Yuan, and just bought a snack to fill her stomach.

And then I just stared at the distant road.

It's like people from two different worlds are looking at each other through a thin barrier.

This has become a mysterious ritual.

Huang Zhiyu's emotional dullness is no less than that of a wild boar sitting at a table solving advanced mathematics problems.

But she is an excellent science student, and summarizing is her forte.

First, why do I want to come here every day?

She feels at ease when she sees Lu Yuan.

After making a brief appearance, Huang Feiyang disappeared without a trace again.

It is clear.

That old man is deliberately jumping out to create anxiety.

She was indeed anxious and ordered her underlings to conduct a thorough search, but they couldn't find a single trace.

Now she is confronting the person she admired most in her childhood, who is also her inner demon.

In this round, she was clearly at a disadvantage.

But her first thought wasn't to ask Lu Yuan for help.

Instead, they are prepared to grit their teeth and tough it out. Always relying on others means they will never grow up.

Therefore, she decided to hold the succession ceremony for the dragon chief in three days.

Although the Five Lakes Gang is gradually becoming more standardized and has established the Five Lakes Group.

However, reform is something that must be done step by step, and Lu Yuan's idea is just a future outline.

She wanted to become the last leader of the Five Lakes Gang during its gangster era, and this move was also to force Huang Feiyang to show himself.

Despite her extensive preparations.

But she still felt a little uneasy.

But this unease always dissipates after arriving in Ximending.

Being by his side is the most reassuring moment.

"I've been giving you free takoyaki every day, and you're telling me to get lost!"

Lu Yuan stood on the street, suddenly threw the small meatballs in his hand on the ground, and looked at the betel nut beauty in front of him with great resentment.

Judging from the betel nut beauty's expression, she was probably annoyed by Lu Yuan's harassment and snapped at him to get lost.

Lu Yuan, who had been told to get lost, was clearly angry and started shouting at pedestrians on the street:

"None of you should buy betel nuts. My third uncle's nephew's niece ruined her mouth by eating betel nuts and now she has to drink liquid food every day!"

In fact, what Lu Yuan said was true; chewing betel nut is indeed harmful to health.

But if you stand in front of a betel nut shop and say these things, do you think the shop owner will agree?

Not to mention that most people who can open this kind of shop are influential figures in society, so how could they possibly allow you to run wild here?

"Ganlinbei, where did this scoundrel come from causing trouble!"

Two shirtless young men rushed out of the betel nut shop, carrying baseball bats and cursing as they walked away.

Huang Zhiyu sat motionless at the street stall.

Just kidding, even if two more young guys like that came, they still wouldn't be able to beat Lu Yuan.

But Lu Yuan was holding his head in his hands.

He really huddled on the ground like a scoundrel, not moving, as if waiting for the baseball bat to hit him.

But just as the baseball bat was about to hit him...

An older man rushed out of the betel nut shop; he was probably the shop manager.

He quickly ran forward and grabbed the two underlings.

"Dry!"

The store manager pulled the two young men to their knees with a thud, hugging their legs and whispering:

"Your Highness, I am too young to recognize you."

"Who is the crown prince? Don't shout nonsense."

"You are very magnanimous."

Lu Yuan said this, but his expression was exceptionally relaxed.

Judging from his expression, it's clear what his purpose was in doing all this.

It seems like it was just a mindless, entertaining little drama about a guy pretending to be weak while actually being strong.

Just showing off.

After showing off like that.

Lu Yuan dusted off his shoulders, bought a bottle of iced cola, and prepared to leave.

As he passed by the street-side seats, Huang Zhiyu called out to him:

"What are you doing?"

"It looks like sexual harassment, but it's actually to promote my pickled pepper pork intestine takoyaki," Lu Yuan said as he walked, a hint of regret in his expression. "It's a pity they don't know what they're missing."

"If they won't eat it, I will."

Huang Zhiyi didn't know what was going on either.

Although the ending was satisfying, she still felt uncomfortable seeing Lu Yuan get his comeuppance.

It's the feeling of someone you care about being discarded like weeds by others.

She reached out and snatched all the takoyaki from his hand, popping them into her mouth one by one.

"Don't give these things to others in the future; I'll eat them."

"Do you think it's delicious?"

"tasty."

Unless you have pica, it's easy to judge whether food tastes good or not.

Just put it in your mouth, and your tongue will judge for you.

Huang Zhiyu did the same, but her tongue told her, "Dad, what kind of poison are you putting in your mouth again?"

But some foods are imbued with meaning, like a wanderer who has been away from home for many years eating a bite of his mother's fried noodles.

When you see your mother's tearful eyes, you would never say, "No salt in it, what a load of crap."

"I didn't cook it properly at all. Can you at least taste it before you start flattering me?"

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow and didn't hold back in criticizing.

But Huang Zhiyu was still eating with his head down.

She ate while muttering to herself, "I know, I think it tastes good no matter what."

"Next time I put out a pile of dog poop, you better say it tastes good too."

"I'll support you even if you make a bomb."

"You're insisting on getting sentimental in the middle of the night, aren't you?"

"I just think you don't need to work so hard to get people's approval."

Huang Zhiyu kept her head down and didn't say anything; that was exactly what she thought.

She simply couldn't understand Lu Yuan's strange ideas and nonsensical creativity.

They didn't think that Lu Yuan was just trying to harass the betel nut beauties.

That woman wasn't even as pretty as her.

She felt that Lu Yuan probably just wanted to gain recognition from others.

Lu Yuan turned his head away, trying to shatter the sentimental atmosphere with evasive eyes and witty remarks.

"You have no idea what we losers are like."

"I really don't understand losers, and I don't understand you either." Huang Zhiyu shook her head frankly. She didn't understand, but that didn't stop her from expressing her thoughts: "But next time you make something weird like this, you don't need to look for someone else, just come back."

"Why are you turning around?" Lu Yuan turned around.

All that was in front of him was Huang Zhiyu holding a small meatball, eating it bite by bite, and saying in a hurried manner:

Look back at me.

"Huang Zhiyi, we losers really can't stand this."

"Then you're a happy loser."